I think it’s safe to say that the vast majority of us will have some experience with sport at some point or another in our lives. From sports day at Primary School, to P.E lessons at High School, going to football matches with your Dad or even a career in the sport industry later in life. I have a long history with sport and in fact, this can be a pretty sensitive topic for me because back in Secondary School, my goal was to study Sports Science at University and then go on to be a fitness instructor or a nutritionist or something in the sporting industry. I loved sports, I loved P.E and I loved being active but unfortunately, life sometimes has other plans.
I don’t mean to sound awfully dramatic but this is a really difficult post for me to write. I’ve opened up about my mental health and self-esteem problems before so if you wanna catch up with all that jazz, then check out this post and this post. But today I’m writing something I never thought I’d write and something I actually don’t really want to write but feel like maybe I should? I dunno. It’s complicated. Basically, I’m going to try and wrack my brain for some things I sorta kinda possibly might like about myself and explain why.
Despite being in various long-term relationships, I can’t say I’ve ever really been on a proper “romantic getaway” before. I’m not a hugely romantic person but you never know what being whisked away to far off shores could do to a gal! I’m yet to find that one out (and I wouldn’t personally consider a week on a boat on the Norfolk Broads a “romantic getaway”, as fun as it was) but a girl can dream, right? From Thailand to Australia, Paris to Austria, I think anywhere has the potential to be the perfect destination for a romantic getaway, depending on your own personal preferences. Where one couple might find sky-diving and jet-skiing romantic activities to do together, another might not (I certainly would not…) So, if I had my way, money was no object and I could deal with heat a little better than I’m currently doing right now in this ridiculous UK heatwave, here is my wish-list of romantic getaway destinations!
I’ve had this post in the notes on my phone for a while now, adding things to it as soon as I experience something new that makes me happy that I’d like to add in the post. I keep all my blog post ideas in the notes on my phone, so it’s an easy way to just delete them once they’ve been written. I also categorize them into months but that’s for another post altogether (categorizing… that’s one thing that clearly makes me happy!) Then I saw in March, one of my favourite bloggers Hello Bexa actually did a post more or less the same. Great minds think alike, I say. She’s cool with me doing a similar type of post so here we are, my usually miserable self about to share 50 little things that make me happy!
I know a lot of people think these “what I got my Mum/Dad/boyfriend/girlfriend” type posts are braggy because we’re just showing off all the wonderful, lovely gifts we can afford to buy but I can straight up tell you that this is not the case. With me and probably not for a lot of other people that do these sort of posts! I love other people’s birthdays (although I don’t really like my own!) and I love treating someone on their special day. Buying gifts for people I love is one of my favourite things to do because I love spend time and effort on getting them the perfect things and making them feel really special when they open them.
There was a time in my life where I felt like I was looking into a black hole of nothingness. I wasn’t depressed (at least, I don’t think I was) and I certainly wasn’t suicidal. It was a time where my anxiety was at it’s absolute worst. Not too long after it started, when I didn’t know what it was or how to cope with it. Besides, before October 2011, I didn’t even know what a panic attack was. I didn’t know what anxiety was, let alone what it felt like. I was a girl who pranced through life, going out as much as she possibly could, meeting people and literally – literally – didn’t have a care in the world.
I’ve seen this A-Z of me post scattered around the blogosphere quite a lot recently; and I’m not surprised. It’s a lovely, simple post to let people know a little more about you. I pinched the idea off of Fraser’s Fun House (who’s blog is fantastic, hint hint mummy and lifestyle bloggers, go and check it out!) and thought it would be a good idea to do as my follower count has grown substantially since the last time I did any sort of “get to know me” or “facts about me” type post which have been lost in the ether by now. So, let’s get going. A-Z of me and please excuse any of these which are ridiculous because chances are I couldn’t think of anything beginning with that letter.